Chương 261: The Sword’s Mark

Following the Black and White Island, the guiding magic formation guided in another pristine evil-suppressing land – the Desert Rebel Mountain. 

The boldness that was connected for a thousand miles, the enchantment of the Golden Horn with red lining, the ghastliness of rickety hills, the Desert Rebel Mountain was akin to a deceased giant alligator that was floating quietly in the air. There was not an ounce of liveliness. After a long while, there was still not a sound that echoed from within.

When the golden monkey was frowning, it appeared unusually innocently foolish, "On the Desert Rebel Mountain… there is no malevolent energy or righteous energy… there is also no circulation of spirit primordial energy. This is just a stretch of dead land!" Qian Ren inherited the monkey's body, it also inherited this rare beast's ability to sense the world. It was unusually sensitive to all sorts of smells in nature.